Friday, April 22, 2016

Finally...a little Good News, Light Shining in the Darkness

Hey! First good news I have gotten since this whole cancer detour on the road to carefree living. I DO NOT have the breast cancer gene! This is especially good news for my daughter and sisters. I think the intense stress over the past two years just did my poor immune system in, and that is why one breast is cancerous. I am vigorously bolstering my immune system. It may not eradicate the cancer on its own, but I am sleeping and feeling better than I have in two years. People, you ARE what you eat. And a restful night sleep matters. (Thank you Carolyn and Doterra Essential Oils: Serenity.)

I was always a healthy eater, but now I am targeting foods known to heal cancer and supercharge the immune system. (Thank you Joy and Alice!) I am consciously spending time each day forgiving the people that I have had anger against, because the bitterness was literally killing me. I have consciously taken every negative thought captive for Jesus because it fuels itself, and despair takes hold far too eagerly. I am making time to do activities that fill me with joy -- kayaking, drawing, biking, walking, writing.

And then one of the woman who I led to the Lord after helping her choose not to abort her child sent me this:

That's a little girl that might not have been here if God hadn't prompted our team to be on the sidewalk of the abortion center that day. Joy unspeakable! Also, surely God wouldn't bless me with the desire and the will to speak up for children like this princess only to kill me with a terrible disease...would He? My work here doesn't feel done.

Yesterday, I taught the last art class of delightful girls before my surgery. I told them I hope to be back teaching by the end of May, but it depends on....well...a future I cannot see. We drew a lighthouse and ocean scene. The beam of the lighthouse was the last thing we drew. The focus was first on a somber, menacing sky, then rocks that would crush those voyagers who stumbled upon them unawares. Next, we colored in the tumultuous sea and the crashing waves. Finally, the lighthouse.

Had we neglected to paint in the lighthouse beam, it would have been an ominous picture. Danger lurking from the sky above and the waves and rocks below. But the light changed everything. That beam of light is the hopeful detail that overcomes the darkness.

This was a fitting symbol for my next month. A dangerous rocky shore
threatens all who come near, but the lighthouse beam warns and guides. Will it bring us safely to our harbor? As long as we keep our eyes on the light, and heed its warnings.

I lay in the darkness a little while last night, and thought of Jesus, His sacrifice, His love, His promises. Light of the world, shine on me.

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FYI: I am selling my attic full of art to help fund my cancer journey. This lighthouse below is for sale. If interested, contact me at vickychooseslife@yahoo.com.

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I am a Christ follower who stumbles often, but tries to keep my eyes on Jesus. With that focus, I try to live life as exuberantly as I can, trying to commit all I do to God.
I am the author of a true story of a dying dog we rescued and the unlikely vehicle to find God's redemptive work. The book is available at http://www.amazon.com/Im-Listening-Broken-Ear-ebook/dp/B005BRF2UU/ref=sr_1_fkmr1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1310165479&sr=8-1-fkmr1